bad blood

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When I was 10, While brushing my teeth I noticed my gums bleeding- And my mother told me That it was just bad blood leaving the body. That I’m doing such a good job, At respecting myself.
I Am- a friendWonder- if it enough I Hear- about hate and betrayal I See- hate between new and old friends I Want- people to get their heads out of the clouds 
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